These pictures were taken by me at the Kinder Scout area of the Peak District in England. This post is dedicated to my Aunt Jean, but it is for anyone who has lost someone special in their life. Tomorrow I will lighten things up and tell you a funny, although it wasn’t at the time, story about our climb up Kinder Scout and a lesson in respect for Mother Nature. (poem by Mary Frye).
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow. 
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
6 comments:
Very beautiful images to accompany such touching and true words.
Aunt Marjorie passed away this year, thinking of that wonderful lady who always greeted me with a beaming smile and a big hug every time I visited England. Rest in peace.
Thank you for this lovely post.
What a wonderful tribute.
Beautiful, I love The Peak Disrict.
Looking forward to the story.
Thank you for that beautiful and touching tribute, and for including anyone who has lost someone very dear.
What a lovely post....
What a lovely and loving tribute to your aunt. Such beautiful photos. Amazing countryside.
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